I. Toss'd up on life's rag-ing bil-low, Sweet it is, O Lord, to know
2. And though loud the wind is howl-ing, Fierce tho' flash the lightnings red,
3. Thus our hearts the hope will cher-ish, While to heav'n we
lift
our eyes,

Tho' the night be dark and drear, Thou the faithful watch art keeping, "All is well!" Thy constant cheer. All its noise and tumult still, Hush the billow's wild commotion, At the bid-ding of Thy will. Life's short voy-age soon is o'er: Safely moor'd in heav'n's wide haven, Storms and tempests vex no more.

Sin

us; We are safe if

Thou canst heal.
Thou art nigh.

and want we come confessing,- Thou canst save, and Angel guards from Thee sur-round

No. 603.

Copyright, 1892, by S. M. Bixby.

Inspirer and Hearer of Prayer

Augustus Montague Toplady, 1759 ST. EDITHA, L. M.

J. B. Dykes

1. In 2. If

3. A

spirer and Hear - er of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine, Thou art my shield and my sun, sovereign Protect - or I have 4. His smiles and His comforts a bound, 5. All praise to the Father, the Son,

The

night is no

Un

darkness seen, yet for ev · er

to

me;

at

hand;

His

grace, as

And

the dew, shall de Spirit, thrice ho

scend,

ly and

bless'd,

3

My all to Thy cov - enant care,
And, fast as my minutes roll on,
Un-change-a-bly faithful to save,
And walls of sal va- tion sur-round
Th'eternal, su-preme Three in One,

I, sleeping or wak -ing,
They bring me but near-er
Al-might-y to rule and
The soul He de- lights to
Was, is, and shall still be

re - sign. to Thee. command.

de- fend. ad-dress'd.

A-MEN.